The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

"I'm angry outside the park and don't want to come in to see you."

"Oh, what's there to be angry about? I just left the team without permission, it's not like I shot my teammates in the back."

The girl, with short hair that barely reached her ears and a pretty face but an overall androgynous look, sighed and went over to pull Jiang Wan up from the stool.

"No, leaving the team without permission isn't the problem. What the captain is angry about is that you left without receiving treatment, and this isn't the first time you've fired a shot in the dark."

"Hahaha, is she my mom? Sure enough, middle-aged women are the most difficult to mess with."

"I will tell the captain the truth about this."

"Okay, okay~ Anyway, you're just saying it, you won't actually go and tell on me."

"Humph."

However, compared to his somewhat masculine appearance, Chu Yu's voice was soft and gentle, sounding very weak and lacking any imposing presence.

Like an embrace, Chu Yu pulled Jiang Wan closer to her, her slightly taller height allowing Jiang Wan's chin to rest perfectly on her shoulder.

Chu Yu wrapped his arms around Jiang Wan's waist, his hand tracing across her abdomen. Jiang Wan frowned slightly, then his hand slipped discreetly under the hem of her clothes, touching the gauze.

"...Sister Wan, you really scared me."

She spoke in a soft, sweet voice, claiming to be scared, but her hands moved with surprising speed and decisiveness, pulling him away without any mercy!

stab.

"Uh! Hiss... Little Fish, are you getting revenge on purpose?"

Unable to control herself, Jiang Wan let out a soft cry, her carefully maintained expression crumbling on the spot. She bit her lip to keep from screaming out loud.

Sister, why did you do this to me?

Am I not your little angel?

Chu Yu placed the gauze, covered in dark red scabs of blood, into his pocket. A look of speechlessness and exhaustion flashed across his face as he whispered:

"They're already stuck together. If we don't peel them off, it'll be even more troublesome later."

"Why didn't you treat yourself? Even if you were in a hurry, you could have done some first aid on the way..."

Chu Yu couldn't understand how big a heart it took to forget about treatment.

"I was in a rush on the way and forgot! Oh, it's okay, you won't die, I'm here for you!"

Tilting his head, Chu Yu sighed and stopped trying to argue with her.

He continued to hold her in his arms, and a milky white light shone on her palm, hovering above the wound and waving gently.

hum.

A faint humming sound could be heard, and the chanting of some hymns could be faintly heard.

The shattered flesh began to grow back, and the dark power lurking in the wound resisted stubbornly. After five minutes, it finally dissipated and returned to its original color.

The moment the blackness disappeared, the wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly healing and scabbing over, eventually falling off to reveal pink skin.

A light sweat beaded on Chu Yu's forehead. She turned her head to look at Jiang Wan's drowsy state, sighed softly, and whispered:

"You can't sleep, or I won't carry you on my back."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work..."

He simply closed his eyes, drained his last bit of strength, and poured it onto Chu Yu.

"...You're always like this."

Jiang Wan smiled slyly, like a kitten that had secretly licked honey.

Her teammates are another source of happiness for her.

……

……

The more you know, the less happy you become. Ning Feng, who knows the tragic future of the resurgence of the gods, can be said to be extremely unhappy.

But what he didn't expect was that this was far from the end of his unhappiness—

But it might be.

"These awakened ones are really quite unconventional..."

Before Ning Feng could finish his internal monologue, Yan Rulong stepped forward, first glancing at the drunken boy, then nodding to the female knight.

Wait... no way!

Then, under Ning Feng's indescribable gaze, Yan Rulong turned around and slowly nodded to him.

他 说:

"Come on, Ning Feng."

"Get to know your teammates."

Chapter Thirty-Six: First Meeting

Awakened beings possess power and, in a sense, transcend ordinary people.

The impact of power is sometimes greater than we think.

Not to mention that some awakened individuals from certain bloodlines are also influenced by the depths of their bloodline, unconsciously drawing closer to extraordinary beings.

Ning Feng had considered that his future teammates might be some people with strong personalities.

But he didn't expect him to be so unique!

Where did you come from, you come from, comeonies?

Ning Feng's cheek twitched slightly, and after taking a deep breath, he slowly approached Yan Rulong.

Meanwhile, the game of hide-and-seek over there was also coming to an end.

"I am the one! The succubus hiccup! The hunter..."

The boy had drunk too much and could not escape the tragic fate of having his buttocks violated by an iron sword.

The woman seemed to have gotten a little carried away and finally got serious. Seizing the opportunity when the boy hiccuped, she held the sword sheath horizontally and swung it down forcefully!

Duang!

"Cough! Ah!"

The boy was slapped hard on the buttocks, lost his footing, and rolled off the table onto the floor, falling face-first into the mud.

It is worth mentioning that not a single drop of wine was spilled from the wine jug in his hand from beginning to end.

Lying on the ground with his butt sticking up, the boy was like a salted fish, not even flinching at the woman's angry sword sheath as it lashed out, groaning with each hit.

"Ah! Hmm~"

"Shut up!!!"

"what!"

Seeing this scene, the onlookers began to lose interest and walked away chatting idly.

Seriously, what's so fun about slapping someone's butt compared to bragging?

That's pointless!

They've slipped away.

One by one, the staff members wearing their name tags returned to their positions and quickly got to work.

The hall quieted down, and the serious space that quickly returned to work mode finally resembled Ning Feng's imagination to some extent.

But it can only be similar.

After witnessing such a thrilling scene, the image was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

"Fine, let's leave it at that..."

Ning Feng initially thought it was just a typical family drama of a young mother beating up her unruly son and didn't pay much attention, but he was dumbfounded after seeing the information about the two people.

To be precise, the information about that spirited woman was normal, and it didn't surprise Ning Feng:

Race: Human (Female)

Age: 38

Strength: Second-tier Awakener

Lineage: Spirit Knight

What deeply shocked him was that... boy.

Race: Human (Male)

Age: 48

Strength: Second-tier Awakener

Lineage: Bloodline - Halfling

Ok?

Hmm, that's weird.

Take another look!

Eighteen...forty-eight! ?

You're not a cute boy, you're a middle-aged man!

Blinking, having formed a preconceived notion, I noticed many details I had previously overlooked when I looked at the boy's words again.

For example, even though he was being hit unconsciously, his body would still instinctively deflect the force; there were slight wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and calluses on his wrists...

These are not qualities that a young person like him would possess.

As the crowd dispersed, a tall figure remained alone, arms crossed, looking helplessly at the scene.

Standing over 1.9 meters tall, with muscular arms exposed, almost as thick as an average woman's waist, he exudes a strong sense of power.

His appearance wasn't fierce at all; on the contrary, he looked rather youthful. He was also the only one who nodded slightly to Ning Feng after noticing his gaze.